New York City
Peter Malick Lyrics
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I can't remember when it's time to go
When I look in the mirror
Tracing lines with a pencil
I remember what came before
I wanted to think there was endless love
Until I saw the light dim in your eyes
Sometimes there's love that won't survive
New York City
Such a beautiful disease
New York City
Such a beautiful,
Such a beautiful disease
Laura kept all her disappointments
Locked up in a box behind her closet door
She pulled the blinds and listened to the thunder
With no way out from the family store
We all told her things could get better
When you just say goodbye
I'll lay awake one more night
Caught in a vision I want to deny
And did I mention the note that I found
Taped to my locked front door
It talked about no regrets
As it slipped from my hand to the scuffed tile floor
I rode the train for hours on end
And watched the people pass me by
It could be that it has no end
Just an action junkie's lullaby
New York City
We were full of the stuff that every dream rested
As if floating on a lumpy pillow sky
Caught up in the whole illusion
That dreams never pass us by
Came to a tattooed conclusion
That the big one was knocking on the door
What started as a mass delusion
Would take me far from the place I adore
New York City
The Peter Malick Group featuring Norah Jones's song "New York City" is a poignant portrayal of lost love and the tough reality of life in the city that never sleeps. The lyrics delve into the themes of fleeting love and the struggles that come with living in a big city, where hopes and dreams can quickly fade into disillusionment. The opening lines in the song tell a tale of forgetfulness, showcasing the exhaustion and uncertainty that come with living in the fast-paced city. The main character looks at herself in the mirror, trying to envision a better future, but she is reminded of what has come before.
The second verse paints a picture of a character named Laura, whose disappointments are locked away in a box behind her closet door. Despite good intentions from her friends, life has been tough for her. The chorus of the song is where the title and central thesis of the song come together. New York City is a "beautiful disease", where dreams can come true, but at a cost. The bridge of the song tells the tale of the singer finding a note on their front door. The note says to live without regrets, but it seems like an empty promise, given the struggles faced every day living in the city.
Line by Line Meaning
I can't remember what I planned tomorrow
I am unable to recollect what I had planned for the next day.
I can't remember when it's time to go
I have no memory of the time to depart.
When I look in the mirror
Whenever I glance at the mirror
Tracing lines with a pencil
Drawing lines with a pencil
I remember what came before
I recall events that transpired earlier.
I wanted to think there was endless love
I had a desire to believe that love never fades.
Until I saw the light dim in your eyes
But then I witnessed your love fading away.
In the dead of the night I found out
During the wee hours, I realized
Sometimes there's love that won't survive
That love can also come to a premature end.
New York City
New York City
Such a beautiful disease
Is a city that captivates you despite its downsides.
New York City
New York City
Such a beautiful,
Beautiful in every way
Such a beautiful disease
But still a city that devours you.
Laura kept all her disappointments
Laura bottled up all her sorrows
Locked up in a box behind her closet door
By locking them up in a chest tucked away in her cupboard
She pulled the blinds and listened to the thunder
She shut the curtains and heard the crashing of the thunder.
With no way out from the family store
Having no escape from the family business
We all told her things could get better
We all offered her words of encouragement
When you just say goodbye
When you just walk away
I'll lay awake one more night
I'll stay up an extra evening.
Caught in a vision I want to deny
Entangled in a dream that I wanted to refuse.
And did I mention the note that I found
Also, should I remind you of the message I came across
Taped to my locked front door
Stuck to the locked entrance of my house.
It talked about no regrets
The note spoke of having no remorse.
As it slipped from my hand to the scuffed tile floor
As it fell to the scuffed tile floor from my grasp.
I rode the train for hours on end
I boarded the train and traveled ceaselessly for hours
And watched the people pass me by
As people walked past me
It could be that it has no end
Maybe it is something that never ends.
Just an action junkie's lullaby
A melody that soothes a thrill-seeker's soul.
We were full of the stuff that every dream rested
We were loaded with factors that facilitate dreams.
As if floating on a lumpy pillow sky
Like drifting on a lump-infested sky-pillow
Caught up in the whole illusion
Entangled in its entire illusion
That dreams never pass us by
That dreams always come to fruition.
Came to a tattooed conclusion
Made an indelible conclusion
That the big one was knocking on the door
That a significant change was in store.
What started as a mass delusion
A misconception that spread among many
Would take me far from the place I adore
Would lead me way from my beloved place in the world.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: WINFRED LOVETT
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